January 10, 2013
My first two years
"The catalogue of true thoughts is but small; they are ubiquitous; no man's property; and unspoken, or bruited, are the same. When we hear them, why seem they so natural, receiving our spontaneous approval? why do we think we have heard them before? Because they but reiterate ourselves; they were in us, before we were born. The truest poets are but mouth-pieces; and some men are duplicates of each other... ."
(Herman Melville, Mardi)
Life and work and love keep getting in the way of writing, but you won't see me complain. It is already past midnight in my world so I am technically breaking anniversary rules, but my heart has been facing westward for some time now so no worries.
It was a small step for mankind, but today is two years since I started blogging. Tadaa.
On that lovely note, friends, I invite you to have a glass of wine with me, or a beer, or a slice of your favorite cheesecake, or a scoop of your favorite ice-cream. Or go get your hairs did, or buy yourself something nice. Or just smile.
Whatever you do, keep writing.
Love you all.